SINNERS: Forbidden Tastes Better.
The moment my heels found purchase on the floor, I stood up, attempting to dart past his massive frame toward the door.
But Alaric was faster. His heavy body slammed into mine, pinning me back down onto the leather cushions, his immense weight completely trapping me.
Slap!
The sharp, deafening crack of my palm colliding with his jaw echoed through the quiet room.
I hit him with everything I had left. The force of the blow snapped his head to the side. Alaric froze, his muscles locking instantly. A thin bead of crimson welled where his teeth had bit into the inside of his lower lip. For a long, agonizing beat, he didn't move. He just stared at the wall, the dark, beastly fog in his eyes slowl
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